"Who the living fuck are you?" Bach barked at Lowell in Russian. "And what did you call me?"
Meanwhile, Lowell saw out of the corner of his eye the smaller man swipe the knife. Thank god.
"Oh, just - glad to hear someone speaking the mother tongue!" he tried, and there was a brief moment of hesitation from the man where he was clearly trying to decide which of them was the bigger threat.
For a second, Lowell actually thought the smaller guy was going to stab him, so he took advantage of that moment of hesitation and did something else that he really shouldn't know how to do: he jabbed the heel of his palm up into the guy's nose, breaking it and purposefully sending him staggering in the direction of a nearby belligerent drunk, who shoved him back...
Instant bar fight. Though they only had a couple of seconds.
"I know a back way out," Lowell hissed to the smaller guy quickly, in English and back to his usual London accent now.
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Date: 2015-07-05 11:42 pm (UTC)Meanwhile, Lowell saw out of the corner of his eye the smaller man swipe the knife. Thank god.
"Oh, just - glad to hear someone speaking the mother tongue!" he tried, and there was a brief moment of hesitation from the man where he was clearly trying to decide which of them was the bigger threat.
For a second, Lowell actually thought the smaller guy was going to stab him, so he took advantage of that moment of hesitation and did something else that he really shouldn't know how to do: he jabbed the heel of his palm up into the guy's nose, breaking it and purposefully sending him staggering in the direction of a nearby belligerent drunk, who shoved him back...
Instant bar fight. Though they only had a couple of seconds.
"I know a back way out," Lowell hissed to the smaller guy quickly, in English and back to his usual London accent now.